His Existence and Mine

Part II

He's something else I'll tell you that. He can be rude and sarcastic and even mean. But, he's never that way with me. He turns shy, almost childish, and slightly embarrassed. I know absolutely nothing of him, only that of what my closest friends have told me of him. I know nothing, yet I find him mesmerizing and utterly captivating. He holds the key to my heart and he has not a single idea that he does. Whenever I'm near him, I feel my face get flush with red, my heart pounds at a million beats a second yet it stops beating all at once, and my thoughts are scattered all over the place. I know I'll never muster up the courage to talk to him, ever, but still I hope and pray that he'll know someday. Through a dream, or a thought or a simple glance at me, I hope he will know just how much I love and care for him and I don't even know him.